[Verse 1: King Spec] Fresh for the team 2015 Numb to all the haters like I'm coming off a drip of morphine I'm morphing into the monster under your bed See me in your sleep Freddy Kruger up in your head Leave you in your dreams empty body up in your bed You never wake up leave you in the past Family all mourn your d**h I show up laughing at your casket Grab the mic from your a** spit and laugh when you see I'm trash b**h I'm the sh** when I spit an iceberg You only seen my tip of my sk**s, my pain Blood spills, I'm king I k**, blue pill Popping sh** like you taking pop rocks Your sh** no longer rap, you need some pop or rock Or get stopped like a broken heart beat Beat your chest so you no longer feel your heart beat Asleep at the wheel while a race right past you Your slowing down I'm only goin faster I am your master, I'll leave you holy no pastor b**h I'm a ghost you are casper, I might blast ya Make your titan fall, b**h I'll outlast ya I'm the next gen, f*ggot I'm the one Breaking all the records I am second to none You can't beat me in sixty seconds I'm gone I'm the king you're my pawn, dropping bombs like Saddem Got the world in my palm , till I say so long [Verse 2: J Hauser] Verse 2 I'm still blocking the view And you better believe there ain't nothing you can do Lemme just see if you can take the hit I'm from the Windy City but I'm still lit Ya all day all night, we go party till it all looks bright Even thought the scene might look like trash When we get done it's a beautiful sight I got downloads for days, and labels coming at me like I ain't gunna stay It's true what they say, there's not much time so you better not delay Not much time until I blow up Keeping you all pleased is always enough I'll see you on that big bright stage It ain't the end yet but I'm pa**ing the flame [Verse 3: The Rae] Screw everybody that says this Everyone thinks they are the next big thing I'm sick of people saying this All they want the same damn thing What a sin, everyone wants everything But they're scared to do the shift Everyone's a criminal, everyone sold crack at six But not this kid, this kid was given The gift to keep on living To light the way, to keep it straight, alliance all the way Don't mean to hate But I can't relate To all you fakes Who think you're great There's no debate You won't be first place With your sh**ty mixtape J Hauser Free Verse